Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chen Wanli jumped off the plane. The feeling of weightlessness as his body fell was like being swallowed by a black hole.

Open your eyes.

All I saw was endless yellow sand.

Chen Wanli was not familiar with the use of a parachute, or to be more precise, it was his first time using it. He plunged headfirst into the yellow sand during landing.

The rough gravel hit Chen Wanli's face with a crackling sound, and rolling yellow sand filled the sky.

Chen Wanli struggled out, stepping on unknown dry grass and seeing some white bones that looked like human bones not far away.

desert!

After looking around, Chen Wanli checked the satellite watch on his wrist and looked into the distance.

This place is only a few dozen kilometers away from the border of the target country.

Mexico country.

It was a French colony in the last century. During the nearly two decades of continuous civil war, armed forces were everywhere and the people were living in misery.

According to unreliable information, a certain country has been colonizing this land and conducting biological modification experiments.

Including genetically modified humans, alienated humans, etc.

Chaos, violence, desire.

In order to survive, they are forced to stick together. Even if they are civilians, they may belong to an armed organization.

Those who possess weapons hold the hope of survival.

Bullets are hard currency, armored vehicles, planes, and tanks can crush everything. And the people who provide all this are perfectly hidden behind the scenes.

Chaos erodes value, but it also creates value for third parties.

Chen Wanli shook his head. As a person from a peaceful country, he did not have a deep understanding of this information.

Until I saw the wreckage of various cars and corpses in the yellow sand in front of me.

Some corpses were even eaten by unknown desert animals, leaving only bones.

Only then did a trace of vigilance against the disaster of war arise in my heart.

Let’s go get the car first.

According to the map on the watch, the motorcycle was stored behind a sand wall five kilometers away from here, which was his first destination.

For Chen Wanli's speed, a few kilometers was nothing. He arrived there in less than ten minutes. However, before he reached the sand wall, something strange happened.

The bullets exploded with a bang under Chen Wanli's feet, splashing countless yellow sand.

Chen Wanli remained calm and glanced in the direction where the bullet came from.

A man in camouflage clothes, holding a rifle, walked out from behind the sand wall carefully. His military boots stepped on the cover of the motorcycle, revealing the brand new tires of the motorcycle.

He had a typical black appearance, wore an old steel helmet and even goggles, and the way he held the gun showed his excellent military qualities. He was definitely not an ordinary civilian.

He spoke in unauthentic French.

Unfortunately, Chen Wanli didn't understand a word.

He was stunned for a moment, and cursed in English with a dirty word like FK. Seeing that Chen Wanli's clothes were clean and tidy, and his eyes kept glancing at the motorcycle, he asked in English:

"The car, yours?"

Chen Wanli frowned, then realized that he had discovered the motorcycle by accident and was waiting for the owner to come and grab the car keys?

Good man, the robbery hit him on the head.

But he still nodded: "Yes, mine!"

boom!

Almost at the moment when Chen Wanli admitted it, the person who saw it pulled the trigger without hesitation, and shouted with greed and fanaticism in his eyes:

"Long live the Mother Goddess!"

The spirit of the five elements and water element moved, condensing into an icicle in the air and heading towards the bullet.

The icicles exploded, but also deflected the bullet's trajectory.

If Bing Ling was in his prime, he could have knocked the bullet down directly, but unfortunately, he couldn't mobilize his true energy.

Chen Wanli sighed, kicked his feet, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. The long knife in his hand came out, and the knife light flashed in the air and directly chopped down the rifle in the black man's hand.

He wanted to leave some room for criticism, so he didn't do anything ruthless.

But the next second, the black man's eyes suddenly became dull and confused, and then his movements became extremely agile.

After jumping back, he reached for the pistol at his waist. His speed was extremely fast, beyond that of an ordinary person. From the time he drew the gun to the time he fired the gun, it was incredibly fast.

Bullets flew towards Chen Wanli like a torrential rain.

The three kinds of vital energy of the five elements all started to operate on their own at this moment, losing their true energy and there was no strong energy shield at this time.

Fortunately, the black man only took out a pistol.

All the bullets hit Chen Wanli, leaving marks like those hit on metal.

With Chen Wanli's current physical strength, this small gun can't cause any harm to him, but it hurts!

The pain made Chen Wanli feel inexplicably angry.

The long sword came out again, and Chen Wanli's left fist landed directly on the helmet on the black man's head through the rain of bullets.

There was a muffled thud, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the death was horrible.

“It’s very powerful!”

Chen Wanli shook his hands. He originally wanted to catch him alive and ask him a few questions, but forget it. Let's stick to the original plan.

Lifting the motorcycle's cover, the brand new motorcycle looked somewhat like the Dodge Tomahawk that Chen Wanli had seen on the web when he was in college.

He didn't know much about motorcycles, and he guessed that this one had been modified by the Dragon Group, so he just tried it out casually.

As a warrior, his coordination and agility are top-notch, and this uninhabited desert is the best training ground.

A cloud of dust rose up along the long and desolate driveway.

The roar of the exploding engine echoed everywhere, and the car's performance was very good. Chen Wanli felt that it was almost the same as the Dodge Tomahawk promotional concept he had seen that year.

At lightning speed, he was heading straight towards the border.

With the satellite map on his watch to guide him, Zhuque also planned a route for him. As long as he found a populated area, everything else could proceed according to plan.

……

It's getting darker.

However, there are more and more people on the border, which is a border that is difficult for armed organizations to take care of and is extremely chaotic.

There were people who wanted to enter the border with a purpose, civilians who wanted to flee the country, and thugs of unknown origin.

At this time, the thugs holding large mining lamps were staring at him with twisted desires and expressions of toying with the weak on their faces. In their eyes, there was a delicate face of a lovely woman.

"No, don't come here!"

The woman spoke with a tone of useless hysteria, and she was holding a baby in her arms.

Although he was holding a pistol in his hand, he couldn't stop shaking.

She was wearing a torn sack, but it couldn't hide her beautiful figure.

The baby in the cradle had no idea what was happening. He was mumbling baby talk and holding a tin plate as a toy in his hands.

"Don't come over here. My husband is a senior officer of the Skyfire Regiment. If you are willing to help me, I will repay you in other ways!"

She was panting violently with a hint of crying in her throat. She glanced at the baby in her arms, and as if she had gained endless courage, the hand holding the gun became more firm.

"Stop pretending!"

A skinny old man sneered, his body was covered with wounds, some of which were oozing pus.

"What do we want in return? We want you now..."

This sentence ignited the thugs nearby, and immediately people gathered together, eager to rush forward and strip the woman naked.

Curses and laughter surrounded the woman, and at this moment she was like a little white mouse under the claws of a tabby cat.

At this time, a voice came from the crowd: "She has no bullets in her gun!"

Maybe he shouted like that on purpose, hoping that his companions would get shot so that he could reap the benefits.

Under extreme pressure and chaos, the evil in human nature is always more easily magnified.

The thugs could hardly hold back and rushed forward in a swarm, when at this moment, a violent and restless engine sound, like heavy metal music, suddenly exploded in the night sky.

A cloud of dust came straight towards them.

The tires rubbed against the gravel and stopped in front of everyone. Chen Wanli, wearing a windbreaker, took off his goggles, glanced at everyone, and spoke in a heavily accented English:

"Excuse me, can anyone tell me the way? Does anyone know the boxing club of Future Star? It's no use asking. I have water, food, and money. You can choose whatever you want!"

Facing a crowd of people who looked like refugees, including these mobs who were almost like beggars, Chen Wanli's outfit at this time made him look like a god.

No one answered, only pairs of greedy eyes.

"I know!" the woman shouted in panic and anxiety.

"Kill them both! Steal the car!"

A strong middle-aged black man opened his mouth, and just as he finished speaking, his head flew off his neck...